Ignore the Tiny Corpses: America’s Powerful Conceal the Monster

at Catholic Online

Jesus showed us with astonishing clarity how endless is the love of God and how deep His mercy when He faced His executioners without a word except to say, “Father, forgive them.” He modeled for us the power of meekness. A challenging example indeed.

There was also the day He became justifiably angry, cracked a whip and turned over some tables and was anything but meek. There are things worthy of outrage, things that cry out for a bold confrontation.

When exactly did it become a crime against Love to expose evil and call it evil? When did it become more loving to soft-peddle with gentler words rather than speak candidly?

Taking a cue from Edmund Burke, all that’s necessary for the unthinkable to be accepted is for people to find candor and confrontation of evil more unthinkable. We have mistaken politeness for Love. We’ve placed comfort and niceness above the truth and called it our Christian duty. We grow more and more silent, more and more complacent as the evil around us grows braver and more outrageous.

I’m not talking about pronouncing judgment on anyone’s soul or limiting God’s mercy, but about tolerating evil. Not just tolerating it, but disguising it, concealing it, feeding it.

For the sake of shredding the flimsy veneer of respectability and righteousness covering the stinking pile sitting in our midst, here goes.

There is currently on trial in America a person who fits the definition of a monster. Every bit as evil as Hitler, or the most demented murderer you can imagine. He has a medical degree, so his monstrous actions were done in the name of “health care.” His name is Kermit Gosnell, and he has murdered babies for years. He is a human butcher.

He preys on foolish, desperate women, and perhaps some women who are as cold-hearted as he is. He serves no one and cares for no one. He is a killer of the weakest, most vulnerable, most defenseless human beings on the planet. His “work”, his actions, his business is nothing but pure evil. (He likes to keep his victim’s little feet in jars as trophies.)

He’ll rip a near-term living baby from the womb, grab a pair of scissors, and cut the child’s spinal column at the neck. He calls it abortion. So do a lot of other people in America.

You would think that every decent citizen in our nation would be so repulsed, so aghast and horrified at the evil this man has done that it would cause soul-searching on a massive scale, and finally, an honest public debate about the reality of abortion.

Thanks to the intentional, shameful silence on the part of major news media, I’ll bet that a majority of Americans have no clue about Gosnell or what he’s done. This same majority will bristle at the legitimate charges brought against Planned Parenthood and balk at the idea of defunding them. This same majority will go deaf, dumb, and blind when presented with the fact that their stylish, charming President voted four times to deny life-saving medical care to infants who survived an abortion.

I’d bet there are more people who will defend Gosnell’s “work” than people who will call him a child killer. In fact, the people most desperate to make Gosnell just disappear are those who want to see his “work” continue, though perhaps not as gruesomely or publicly.

Then again, I don’t think the gruesomeness bothers them at all. What bothers them is that Gosnell has made abortion and abortionists look bad and made some people actually feel sorry for the baby.

I don’t think taxpayer-funded-Planned Parenthood, NARAL Pro-Choice, any other pro-abortion lobby or organization, anyone in the mainstream media, or any of our pro-abortion politicians including Obama cares one whit about what Gosnell has done to so many innocent children. They only care that he did it sloppily, left a mess behind him, and got caught.

This murderer’s shocking crimes are being ignored by those in power because abortion is more important.

A sadistic and greedy killer is being hidden by people who say they only want women to have freedom of “choice”, and they only want the best for children in America. They are the ones who truly care about women, about children, about families, about quality health care, about freedom.

To Planned Parenthood; to PP’s guardian and benefactor in the White House; every other political advocate for abortion; and every so-called feminist screaming for “Abortion on demand and without apology!”, I’m calling b.s.

You don’t give a damn about women, and you certainly don’t give a damn about children. You are every bit as invested in the death of the unborn (or born) child as Gosnell, every bit as greedy for the money to be made by killing babies. Your mission is not women’s health or women’s freedom or women’s choice, but women’s coercion, women’s manipulation, women’s degradation and usage, and if women are sometimes butchered right along with the babies, so be it.

Your mission is dead babies. You don’t want fewer abortions, you want more. You’re not interested in planning parenthood, but in making sure abortion finally is seen as a necessary, essential, and noble facet of every woman’s life. Your goal is that the stigma of abortion should be redirected toward the child in the womb, and to the woman who refuses to believe your bloody lies.

In order to secure future clients and keep the money coming in, you’re going after our school children with your perverted version of “sex education” that destroys modesty, normalizes every sort of sexual immorality, mandates condom and Pill distribution and forbids any mention of abstinence. You’re making sure Planned Parenthood has access to young girls to “provide” them with “health care” information and abortions without their parent’s knowledge or consent. You are actively corrupting our children in the most manipulative and disgusting manner.

Only one thing is sacred to you (beyond the $$) and that is sex — wherever, with whomever, whenever, and however anyone wants. With no consequences or obligations. You worship genitals and orgasms and every manner of titillation, and the sacrifice you bring to your altar is the child in the womb.

Your scare-tactic speeches about the back-alley abortions of yesteryear are as hollow as your professed concern for the welfare of children. Your insistence that a woman’s bodily autonomy is paramount have now been revealed to be nothing but smoke. What you really mean is, babies who have the nerve to survive the first attempt on their lives have no right to medical care, and can quite justifiably be left to die, even made to die, on the table. (It’s not infanticide, you say, but post-birth abortion.)

When PP’s Florida lobbyist recently said out loud that the decision to give medical care to an infant who survives an abortion should be left to the woman and her doctor, she was merely echoing Barack Obama as an Illinois Senator when he said that caring for the child would “only burden the original decision of the woman”. In other words, mom wanted the baby dead, so somebody better make sure the baby dies. That’s what we’re paid for.

It doesn’t matter to any of you when the baby dies, or how the baby dies, or where the baby dies, just as long as the baby dies. That is what you’re really all about, and not another breath should be wasted trying to say otherwise. No more soft-peddling with euphemisms and tip-toeing around the truth.

You are all advocates for killing defenseless children. You are not advocates for women’s health care, or women’s equality, or women’s freedom. You are advocates of child murder. If you find that statement harsh, too bad. You have gotten this far only because too many people are too squeamish to call things what they really are. The evil you do has thrived only because people are unwilling to confront you honestly and tear the sympathetic masks off your faces.

You may find Gosnell distasteful and annoying because he focuses unwanted negative attention on your killing industry, but the best you can do is whine that the monster is in because not enough doctors are willing to become abortionists because of the pesky “stigma” of abortion. To you Gosnell’s “clinic” is proof-positive that America needs more access to abortion, with fewer restrictions and legal oversight so that women won’t be “forced” to see a creep like him.

You step right over the tiny corpses. Your answer to evil is to keep feeding the evil.

And you’ll keep doing it for as long as we give you the power. You’ll keep feeding the evil, and feeding America lies and smokescreens for as long as you can. And we will remain a nation that butchers its own babies.

How long will that be, America? How long will that be, Body of Christ?

(Want to know what the mainstream news media isn’t reporting?)
http://www.lifenews.com/2013/04/05/gosnell-employee-it-would-rain-fetuses-and-blood-everywhere/

http://www.lifenews.com/2011/01/24/kermit-gosnell-drugged-tied-up-woman-before-forced-abortion/

http://www.lifenews.com/2013/03/07/judge-in-kermit-gosnell-abortion-case-dismisses-pro-life-jurors/

http://www.lifenews.com/2013/04/03/jury-sees-photos-of-unborn-babies-kermit-gosnell-stabbed-in-the-neck/

http://www.lifenews.com/2013/03/21/gosnell-did-three-day-long-abortions-at-30-weeks-of-pregnancy/

 

Jennifer and Madison Morbelli: Two Lives Butchered by Abortion

How do we tell the truth about the deaths of Jennifer Morbelli and her baby girl, Madison, without risking more pain to her husband and family? That’s been my internal dilemma all week since the news of her death made the rounds. (Not the major media, mind you. They don’t seem to want to breathe a word of this abortion fiasco.) No one wants to add insult to injury here.

This is the understandable caution you can feel in every reporting of her death, and it silences the obvious truth: neither one of them should be dead today. That is the point. But the decision to kill little Madison also resulted in the death of her mother. It didn’t have to be this way. That is the evil of abortion. It kills. It does not bring freedom or opportunity or solutions to problems or show compassion. It just kills.

(Jennifer Morbelli died February 7, 2013, after having a late-term abortion at 33 weeks, committed by Leroy Carhart.)

A pronouncement of “fetal abnormalities” is received as the final, authoritative word, and immediate death is given as the best option — the “right choice.” There is no room for life, or possibilities, or love or faith or God. So many moms and dads receive such news every day regarding their babies in the womb, and in their shock, their sadness, their fear, they are steered down the road that leads only to death.

With doom and gloom being handed them as a certainty, they are persuaded that the compassionate thing to do is to choose to play God themselves, and decide their child’s fate now.

We know it happens every day, all over. Vulnerable parents have hope snatched away, and unbearable suffering promised instead. Nightmarish visions of handicapped children replace the happy daydreams, and terrible imaginings take over.

Sometimes the fatal outcome predicted is indeed correct. Nobody is guaranteed a perfectly healthy child.

Yet it seems three very important things are never taken into consideration: 1. Doctors and tests are often wrong. 2. Parents are often much stronger than they think they are. 3. God. God may want to surprise you in ways you can’t predict right now. He certainly gives grace to handle whatever He asks of you. And a 4th thing as well: What you feared most may not be as horrible as you thought it would be. Go back to #3.

The bottom line is, though, that even if the worst news is true, killing the child in the womb is never the answer, never the compassionate choice, never the right choice, never the best option. Babies are not property we can dispose of when they are deemed damaged beyond repair, or just beyond our comfort level. Babies are not things we can order up when we want them, and reject the “defective” ones. Nobody is entitled to only the baby they envision in their daydreams.

But in a society where babies are now commodities and killing the child in the womb is considered a good thing for women — a “right” that must be protected and expanded and publicly-funded — we believe we are entitled to receive only what we want, and entitled to reject anything we don’t want. Even our own children.

We are convinced that anything less than perfect health equals an unacceptable “quality of life”, and that “compassion” demands we prevent such imperfection from ever seeing the light of day. Some people might say that’s a terribly flippant way of characterizing it, but is it? Babies are “terminated” every day for far less than severe brain abnormalities. In fact, some are exterminated simply for being girls.

When we take unto ourselves the power and the authority to decide life and death, then the life we deem less than quality, less than ideal, less than everything we hoped, too full of uncertainty is now expendable with near impunity because it’s the “best option for everyone.” We forget that we are so very often, wrong.

We forget that God is God. We forget that life is a gift. We forget that suffering is not the end of the world. We forget that love is stronger than death.

I can’t fathom the grief and the burden that T.J. Morbelli and Jennifer’s family will carry for the rest of their lives. It is high time we all learned the lesson and put an end to the killing. It did not have to be this way for this family. It’s heartbreaking that Madison’s parents chose death for her and did not allow her to be born. It’s heartbreaking that that choice cost Jennifer her life as well. It’s an intolerable tragedy because it never should have happened. It was not a freak accident that no one could have prevented.

It was a choice. The “choice” that is supposed to be so necessary for women’s equality and freedom… what a sham. It is never necessary to kill the child in the womb. Furthermore, it is a deadly con to say that such late-term abortions must be kept legal for the sake of women’s health. Jennifer Morbelli is dead. I’d say that was hardly necessary for her health.

How long are we going to keep protecting human butchers like Leroy Carhart? How long are we going to justify the barbarism that goes on in his so-called clinic? (A clinic, by the way, that the state of Maryland didn’t even see fit to inspect before granting his license the day before Morbelli died. Way to go, Maryland.) He is no friend or champion of women and their health.

The truth is that late-term abortions are extremely risky to the mother’s life, a fact Carhart seems to be both well aware of and intent on hiding, given his written instructions to his patients NOT to go to the ER if they need medical attention after the abortion. How convenient for him; protective of his profits and the whitewashed version of abortion he wants the nation to see.

Surely childbirth would have preserved Jennifer’s life. It would have given Madison’s parents the chance to hold her, to kiss her and shower her with their love, even if her life was quickly ended by disease. Is not the memory of love given and life shared far better than just cold death? As Karen Santorum said to me so eloquently, “You never lose with love.” And she knows of what she speaks.

She and her husband, Rick Santorum, lost their son, Gabriel, when the in-utero surgery to save his life (which was successful, by the way) sadly resulted in a uterine infection that caused his premature delivery, and after a few hours, their beautiful boy died in their arms.

Doctors and hospitals across the country need to start providing perinatal hospice to parents like the Morbelli’s. Genuine care and compassion demand that life be respected and cherished and protected, not slaughtered the way Madison and her mother were. You won’t find a family who chose life, who was given the gift of perinatal hospice who said in the end, “We wish we’d just aborted our child.” You never lose with love.

No one will ever know now what Madison’s life would have been except God. All we know now is that a baby girl was murdered in the womb by a reckless, greedy butcher, her mother died as a result, and her father now lives with the unspeakable grief of losing his wife along with their child. It’s the tragedy that abortion brings.

Nothing good comes from choosing death over life. (We also know that thus far, no one in our legal system has the courage to hold Leroy Carhart accountable for the carnage he profits from. No, instead he is hailed as a hero by abortion proponents.)

It’s a tragedy that should never have happened. It should never happen again.

at Catholic Online

 

Trading Shame for Mercy: the Faith of an Outcast Shows Us How

I love the story from Mark’s gospel (5:25-34) of the woman who’d endured years of suffering from bleeding. She was a social pariah and no one even dared get near her for fear of becoming unclean themselves. Though she was shunned and outcast, she was brave enough to push her way through the crowd hoping to touch Jesus’ cloak.

In her shame perhaps she didn’t dare hope to see His face, to meet His gaze, or touch His hand – that was too much to expect. Still, she believed that just the touch of His cloak as he passed by would be enough to save her. And immediately she received the healing she sought. But the best part is what Jesus does next.

Yes, He healed her body and stopped her bleeding, but now He was determined to restore her. He would not allow her to slink away unnoticed, and continue in her shame. When she had summoned the courage to admit it was she who touched Him, He did what probably no one had done in years – He looked at her and spoke to her. “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

He acknowledged her as a person, a woman, and a daughter of God. “…be freed from your suffering.” Her bleeding had already stopped, so it wasn’t her physical suffering He was speaking of. He knew so well that though she was physically cured, if she did not receive the healing in her spirit, she would never be whole.

He was telling her to be free from her shame and embarrassment and feelings of worthlessness and to no longer hide in the shadows. He was telling her to hold her head up again, and remember that her faith had brought her healing, and Jesus Himself had restored her dignity and worth. He looked into her eyes and affirmed her in love. Now she could truly “go in peace.”

I am, at times, rather like this woman in one important way. My heart is often burdened with shame, and it can be very difficult to “go in peace.” Sometimes I get so discouraged with myself and my lousy sinful behavior that I’d like to slink away and hide somewhere. After going around the same mulberry bush with the same sin for the ten-billionth time, I’d rather beat myself up with a stick than believe that Jesus forgives me and wants me to be free from shame.

Healthy shame has its rightful place and purpose, certainly. In fact, I’d say that our world could stand a whole lot more of it sometimes! But twisting our shame into something destructive is a favorite device of the enemy.

Shame can and should bring me to my knees at the Cross. It is right that I should be ashamed of my sin and feel heartbroken at the pain I have caused His Sacred Heart. But my shame should never go any further than the foot of the Cross, for His heart is full of only one thing for me: love. Endless, merciful love.

I am right to go to Jesus in sorrow and ask for forgiveness, but if I rise from the foot of His cross and carry the shame away with me again, I have not received His mercy at all. In fact I have insulted the love He gives me. Am I the one person in all of history for whom His sacrifice wasn’t enough? Is His blood not sufficient to cover my offenses? How arrogant! This is the trick of Satan regarding our shame.

Jesus looks at me and says, “I have forgiven you. Go in peace.” But the liar whispers, “You should be ashamed of yourself… You can’t really be forgiven for that. He might love you a little, but He still remembers what you did. You don’t deserve peace.” That proprietor of the pit snickers with glee each time a child of God walks away with a heart still burdened with shame, refusing to be freed. In believing the lie and clinging to shame, I declare Jesus a fraud and the cross a hoax.

A beloved priest once told me something I’ll always remember. After a wonderful yet intense time of confession and talking with him, he said, “From now on, this past sin is no longer your tormentor, but your teacher. You have been forgiven and God remembers it no more. You will remember, of course, but now it is to be your teacher, to help you grow in love and mercy for others.”

Is it hard to believe in the miraculous forgiveness Jesus offers us? It isn’t about you – how good or bad you are. It’s only about Him, and how perfect He is, and the lengths to which He has gone to prove how much He loves you. We are all undeserving, but we are not cast out to live as wretched, unwanted, nameless, faceless things.

Do not believe the lie of hell. Believe Jesus. Just believe it, and go in peace. Make it a forever trade – your shame for His mercy. You are not the dust beneath His feet, but the lost-and-found lamb in His arms.

Remember with a solemn heart the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. Take your sins and your guilt and shame and leave them there in the bloodstained dirt. Then remember with gratitude that He has done this for you! What a high price He has paid for you! Who pays such a high price for something of no value or worth? Who would die for something insignificant? Who would do all that He has done for someone who meant nothing?

The wonderful truth is He has hung a price tag around your neck that says you are worth more than every ounce of gold this world has ever seen. You are in fact, priceless, because He is priceless and He sees Himself in you.

This is the only way we can ever love each other as well. We must see the price Jesus has paid for our brothers and sisters and even our enemies, and disregard the price tag placed on them by the world. Radical, huh? We are His own… and we are beloved. We are cleansed by His blood, restored to dignity by His grace, and He bids us go in peace.

at Catholic Online

 

The Line We Can Live With? Just a Little Abortion, Please

at Catholic Online

If the Chicks on the Right had their way, people like me would leave the conservative tent because any position on abortion that doesn’t allow some room for some abortions under some circumstances is too extreme, too unrealistic, too whatever. Conservatism needs a makeover and I need to step aside and let the modern, moderate conservatives take over the message and the mechanics.

My husband calls it politics for politics’ sake.

They want to draw a more reasonable line. And sad to say, judging from the truckload of affirmative comments to their recent post, they’re not alone.

The Chicks will be happy to hear that I’ll be glad to shed the conservative label. It’s pretty meaningless now. I suppose it makes some distinction between me and a hard-left abortion-on-demand, nanny-government liberal, but that’s about all it does. It doesn’t encompass what I really believe, or what is really right. (I’m simply Catholic; a la Christ and His Church, not a la Pelosi and Biden.)

One of the Chicks, Mockarena, says that while she doesn’t dispute the science of when life begins, she has drawn her abortion line at a beating heart, or about 21 days past conception. From that point on, she says abortion is wrong. Before then, it’s not a problem and should be allowed, and in fact, encouraged through the use of Plan B/Morning After pills and widespread contraception. This would be a victory for conservatives, she claims, and would achieve the goal of reducing abortions in America. This is realistic, and that’s where we should be putting our efforts, says she. Those who disagree with her are unreasonable, extreme, and hurting the conservative cause.

To Mockarena, I have to ask one question: What makes your line any less arbitrary than the line the pro-abortionists have drawn? Their line is the moment after delivery when the cord is cut. Why is your line any better?

It’s really all about finding the line that makes us most comfortable. The line we feel lets us have the best of both sides of the thing we’re debating. (As if abortion has a good side…) The line where a desirable-enough outcome is achieved, even if it isn’t the truly moral or just outcome.

How much killing can we get away with without getting bloody? How much killing can we stomach and still sleep at night? How much power can we assert over another one who is powerless without seeming like a big bully, or tyrant, or heartless abuser ourselves?

How can we cheat a little and still be reputable? How can we have what we want without making the difficult sacrifice? How far can we push that line before we actually have to do the right thing?

Abortion is wrong. Period. Full stop.

Many conservatives will say they agree with me. But like Mockarena, then they’ll want to continue… “but we have to face reality. Abortion is legal, after all, and we’re not going to turn back the clock. So shouldn’t we concentrate our efforts on making abortion as rare and undesirable as possible? Shouldn’t we focus on reducing the number of abortions by championing contraception, including the Morning After pill? After all, women who’ve been raped or had unprotected sex should get emergency contraception immediately. Then they won’t need a real abortion later.”

(Allow me to introduce you to Kathleen Sebelius, Cecile Richards, and Sandra Fluke. I think you’ll all get along swimmingly.)

If more contraception was the key to fewer abortions, then more bars ought to be the solution to drunk-driving.

I’m not sure conservatives who make this argument are interested in justice or in what’s genuinely right or even factual. (First they need to stop getting their information from the Guttmacher Institute.) Perhaps they’re more interested in comfort, compromise, and popularity. They’re interested in politics.

But abortion is not a political issue. It’s the ultimate human rights issue; the true test of society’s morality and justice. People who can utter the word “need” in relation to abortion have not yet grasped what it’s all about. When is there ever a need to kill a child??

It’s about only one thing: the humanity of the child in the womb. It’s about recognizing that humanity even when it’s inconvenient to us and cramps our style; even when it alters our plans.

But admittedly, that’s a demanding position to take. That’s an all-or-nothing hill to die on, pardon the pun, and for too many people, that’s asking too much. They don’t really like abortion, and they don’t want to be lumped in with radical pro-abortionists, but they also want more flexibility than “no abortion, ever, period.”

So they draw their comfortable lines at their acceptable limit of destruction. They’ll tolerate this much, but no more, because after that it becomes wrong somehow that it wasn’t wrong before. Why? Well, just because they said so. On this side of the line, it feels okay. On the other side of the line, it seems wrong, so that’s the end of it. To hell with logic, science, and even morality if it disagrees with the line they’ve drawn. To hell with you if your line is different from theirs.

Trouble is, the line means nothing to the human souls being snuffed out. It’s of little comfort to the human person being flushed away.

We might be able to live with the line we’ve drawn, but it’s still killing them.

But since their faces can’t haunt us; their unformed bodies aren’t buried; since they didn’t suffer pain; since they were never aware of themselves and we were barely aware of them; their names were never known to us; their futures not even imagined… we think their loss doesn’t matter. We think their absence is meaningless and the responsibility for their deaths won’t be laid at our feet for eternity.

We are wrong to think so. We are no better than punk bullies picking on someone who is a bother to us in the present moment. We are self-anointed gods who believe we have authority over life and death, including someone else’s life and death. We are slave owners once again and the child in the womb is our property, so we think.

The line is actually very simple, yet very absolute.
The line is here: the child in the womb is a human person from the moment of conception, and has the right to live.

Any other line is purely an arbitrary one based on emotion, drawn in our own favor, while the child pays the price.

The Abolitionists in the 1800′s didn’t settle for partially-freed slaves who were almost always recognized as persons, except under certain conditions at certain times.

Neither should we who claim to be pro-life ever settle for any line that denies the humanity of the child in the womb in the early days and weeks of pregnancy, or at any time. To hell with politics.

Either we have the guts and the conviction to say the child is a human being at all times or we don’t.

That’s the line. It’s the only line that everyone can live with.

 

Of gods and Women, Personhood and Power

AT Catholic Online

I read a public letter early last December that demands a response, but rather than interrupt the joyful Christmas season I have waited til now to write.

This letter appeared in The Daily Kos, and I think it encapsulates the current philosophy of pro-abortionists better than anything else. More importantly, I think it reveals exactly what we who seek to build a culture of life are up against. It’s Lucifer’s echo.

Women are now gods. The pro-abortion army has shored up the weary old “My Body, My Choice” mantra with something far more insidious. Now women actually have the power to bestow life itself, or withhold it, or nullify it.

“An Open Letter to Supporters of Personhood”, written by someone called BadKitties, begins by lashing-out at Republicans in Michigan over an attempt to offer a tax credit for unborn babies. “The Michigan GOP is trying to legally make women hostages to a fetus.”

The author goes on to describe herself and the qualities that make her a person. She’s a sister, daughter, friend, mother, wife, etc. She breathes, speaks, cries, laughs, bleeds, and sings. In short, that makes her a person.

Then she says, “When you attempt to declare a blastocyst a person, you are stripping me of MY personhood.” She insists, “Personhood is conferred when a woman says to herself, ‘This is my baby.’ Yes. Exactly.”

She describes her joy and excitement at being pregnant with her children, then strangely, she goes on, “I had a miscarriage, once, too. I cried, and suffered… I found and held a tiny little empty sac in my hand, and mourned what could have been…”

Then she continues, “But… my living children were wanted, and they are deeply loved. Unwanted pregnancies do not have ‘personhood’ conferred upon them. They are an intrusion, a parasite, a thing. However they were conceived, they are not wanted. They are not loved.” Rather than dreaming of little booties, she says, “There is, instead, a desperation and determination that the thing be removed.”

One of the many things that struck me about all this was the raw, naked fear in her words. The term ‘fetus’ is used to distance and dehumanize, and to her, the fetus is competition. If the fetus is declared a person, then somehow she is being denied her own personhood. As though personhood was a cake with a finite number of slices, and giving some to this person means she won’t get any.

Then comes the animosity towards the “intruder” (ahem, baby) who has the nerve to show up “unwanted”, like a telemarketer on the phone. Or rather, like a sneaky, conniving little creep that picked this woman out of a crowd and crawled up her leg and into her uterus to make himself at home and steal everything she’s got. (Aack! A monster’s eating me alive!!) Good grief!  We’re talking about your child here!!

Wantedness is irrelevant to humanness. Wantedness does not make a person, and unwantedness cannot deny a person. Wantedness speaks volumes, alright, but not about the child. It speaks volumes about women and men, about our society, about our present value system, and about our disintegrating moral core.

As is typical of pro-abortionists, she tries to disconnect the woman from any responsibility in the “intruder’s” existence and presence in her uterus. Once again, sex has nothing to do with babies, at least in this mythical world where women can generate life from a mere “clump of cells” as well as make life evaporate with only the desire of her heart.

The problem for the pro-abortionists is this: Science and modern technology has made the chamber of the womb visible to us all, and now no one can deny the miracle that takes place there and the LIFE that dwells there.

The pro-abortionists cannot conquer science and bend it to their will, so now they must fabricate a new “truth” that depends not on science and reality but purely on emotion and self-interest. Now they proclaim that only the woman can make the unborn child a child, and if she chooses not to do so, then the child becomes a “thing” that can never attain personhood. Now the woman has the power of deity; the power of life to grant according to her will, or the mandate of death to be carried out as she requires.

By this current philosophy, women now have the power to grant or refuse the individuality, the humanness, of another human being. The will of women is now elevated to the highest, most untouchable of heights — whatever she wants, is. Whatever she rejects, ceases to be.

Wow. That’s straight out of Lucifer’s personal play-book.

My own pleading to the pro-life community is this: There must be one common language, one common theme going forward, and it’s short, sweet, and simple. Here it is: the child in the womb is a human person who has the right to live. Period. End of discussion.

Forget “fetus” and “embryo” and every other term now being used to dehumanize the child. Those words have their legitimate place in ethical prenatal medicine, and that’s fine. But they are essentially useless at best, a liability at worst in the battle before us. Our lexicon must be clear and united and unapologetic.

From now on that tiny preborn life can have only one name: child. The child in the womb. That’s who we’re talking about, and there is no other way we can afford to say it anymore.

If our elected officials have trouble talking about abortion, or about their pro-life convictions and proposals, then sit them down and teach them: The child in the womb is a human person who has the right to live. It’s that simple. Anyone who cannot communicate that clearly to the press or his constituents should sit down and be quiet. We must stop stumbling over pebbles. The truth is plain and quite easy to articulate.

It is the humanity of the child in the womb that we must defend and proclaim. Humanity is not bestowed by women, but by God, the One who creates and establishes all life. Personhood is not something any woman has the power to grant or deny. Women have no magical or divine abilities regarding human life.

A woman’s feelings toward the child in the womb have nothing whatsoever to do with that child’s humanity or personhood or rights. It is ridiculous and desperately egotistical to assert that women have such extraordinary powers that they can originate life from lifelessness, and void life at their whim!

What women have been given is the privilege of being co-creators with God in bringing new human life into this world. We are entrusted with the protection and care of the most vulnerable. We are gifted with bodies that nurture and shelter that tiny, defenseless person as he/she grows and prepares for that first breath of air.

But breathing air does not make the child a person. (Nor is it what makes our author a person.) Nor does speaking, or laughing, or crying, or walking, or writing, or singing. GOD made the child a unique and unrepeatable person from the first moment of conception. There is nothing any woman can do to undo what God has done, or to accomplish it herself merely by her will.

This deification of women is flat-out wicked. As I said in a previous article, it’s evident that Satan knows that the easiest and quickest way to destroy a society, a nation, is to corrupt women; to warp and pervert the thinking and the hearts of women. Get that done, and everything else crumbles like a stale cookie.

First women turned on their own bodies and their own babies. Babies became the enemy, and fertility became a disease. Rather than the instinct to protect and defend, women began cultivating a fear of their own children, and a loathing toward motherhood.

Now, the latest tactic of the father of lies is to persuade women that they are gods themselves. Not merely cooperating with God in creating new human life, but the ones who decide when and whether that life is life at all. They are the beginning and the end, and everything is subject to their wants and wishes. They hold in their hands the power of life and death, and they answer to no one.

BadKitties asks, “Who are you to force an unwilling woman to confer ‘Personhood’ on something in her womb?” “How do you possibly justify stripping women of their humanity, reducing them to nothing more than a vessel?”

Who is any woman or man to deny the humanity of the child in the womb? How can anyone possibly justify stripping the child in the womb of his/her humanity, reducing them to nothing more than a clump of cells? Who are YOU to decide who is a person and who is not a person based only on YOUR feelings and wants?

“You should be ashamed,” she goes on ironically, “Life is for the living. To loudly proclaim that a fetus is entitled to all the rights of breathing, laughing, huggable people is unconscionable.”

Humanness is an objective fact, not a subjective quality depending upon the desires of someone else.

Our reply to BadKitties’ letter is simple: The child in the womb is a human person who has the right to live. This does not negate the personhood or value or humanity of the mother in any way. It merely defends the humanity of the child against the chilling blasphemy that pro-abortionists are now preaching.

 

President Obama, You’re Right: Our First Job is to Protect All Our Children

at Catholic Online

President Obama,

I have been one of your most severe critics for the last five years, and I make no apologies for it. But today I wanted to tell you in all sincerity that your speech to the community of Newtown on Sunday, December 16th was quite moving, heartfelt, thoughtful, and most of all, amazingly ironic.

I wonder if you yourself have even grasped the irony, and the profound meaning of your own words.

I pray with sincere pleading to God that this horrific, unimaginable slaughter of innocents in Newtown will prick your conscience and convict your heart of the other horrific slaughter of innocents that happens every single day in the United States; one in which you are an active participant and advocate: the killing of children in the womb by abortion.

You said in your speech:

“This is our first task, caring for our children. It’s our first job. If we don’t get that right, we don’t get anything right. That’s how, as a society, we will be judged.
And by that measure, can we truly say, as a nation, that we’re meeting our obligations?
Can we honestly say that we’re doing enough to keep our children, all of them, safe from harm?”

Well, Mr. Obama, the answer is an unequivocal “NO.” We most certainly are not doing enough to keep our children, ALL OF THEM, safe from harm. And yes, as a society, we most certainly ARE being judged by God.

You are quite right to say that if we don’t get our first job — caring for our children — right, we don’t get anything right. I couldn’t have said it better myself. And we’re not getting our first job right by a long shot.

In fact, we’re sacrificing our babies on a daily basis, and spilling their blood in the name of our “choice” and “freedom.” We’ve decided that our children must pay for our wants, our conveniences, our progress, our success, our liberation with their very own lives. They must die so that we can live as we wish.

Last Friday, a very disturbed man with a rifle gunned down 26 souls in cold blood. Do not deceive yourself into thinking that such reprehensible violence is truly shocking to us in America, or that we haven’t the ability to stomach it, look the other way, and even justify it. We can, and we do it every day.

We simply prefer our violence cloaked in the disguise of “rights” and “reproductive freedom”. Call it something other than what it really is, and suddenly it’s not an abhorrent crime — it’s a thing worthy of celebration and defense.

Every one of those 26 souls murdered in Newtown began their human life in the womb. The deaths of every tiny soul murdered in the womb are just as tragic as the little ones killed in Newtown.  It’s just that their deaths don’t make the headlines, and the photos of their tiny faces aren’t showered with affectionate tears.

Yet they are human beings, ALL. They are our children, ALL. Not only do we not protect them from harm, we gladly send them to be slaughtered and inflict the harm ourselves.

If we want to discover the root of our society’s sickness, and find the cure for the rage and violence that is rearing its putrid head all over the nation, we are wasting our time if we do not honestly acknowledge the actual, literal blood on our own hands.

We have not only invited the beast of violence to feast on our children, we prepare the meal every single day.

We will never have peace again in the United States until we stop slaughtering our own babies. We will never be free of violence and rampage and horrific scenes like the one in Newtown until we decide that every child — including the child in the womb — is OUR child and we must do our first job and care for them all.

Mr. Obama, I am praying that you will decide today that what you said in your speech is absolutely true. We’re not doing right by our children, all of them. We have to do better. It must start with the child in the womb.

If you continue to deny the humanity of that child, then there is no value to the life of any child. There cannot be. Once a person is devalued at his or her weakest and most vulnerable moment, then all respect for life is lost. We need you to see the illogic and the insanity of your support for abortion, and to cease in advocating for the legalized child-killing we call “choice.”

The blood of our children cries out from the ground, Mr. Obama, and not only in Newtown. It is on your own hands. Whether that changes is entirely up to you. Let your heart be changed. I pray that your mind and your spirit will be pierced with the Light of Truth, especially this coming week as we celebrate the birth of Emmanuel, God With Us.

He came and shattered the barrier between mortal and Immortal; between Heaven and earth. He took on human flesh, and that means He began His human journey as that ‘clump of cells” we like to dismiss and destroy in our obsession with “rights.” His Majesty was hidden in a zygote. Was He any less God? Any less human? Are you willing to say His humanity was only realized upon His birth in Bethlehem?

Now is the time for you to stop and truly think. Stop denying the truth. Open your eyes, Mr. Obama. Our children — ALL OF THEM — are waiting for you to take action to protect them from harm.

What kind of nation requires its babies to die for the sake of the adults? That is what America has become, and if that is what we choose to remain, then we no longer deserve any freedom at all. Indeed, we no longer deserve the blessing of God.

Peace be with you and your family this Christmas. I pray that in 2013 you will work to restore peace to our nation by hastening the day when we will no longer slaughter our own children. The child in the womb is counting on your protection.

 

Obama and Cecile’s Caricature of the American Woman

at Catholic Online

Cecile Richards has a new gig.  At least until November 6.  She’s left her day job in order to campaign full-time for her BFF, Barack Obama, saying that all our daughters’ futures are at stake. (Just curious, Cecile: does that include our daughters in the womb, too? You know, the ones who are often killed just because they’re girls? Oh, I forgot; you don’t like to talk about them.)

Planned Parenthood pays her an annual salary of over $400k, but of course, PP simply could not survive and continue to do all their “philanthropic” work of providing women with comprehensive health care without the generous funding they get from taxpayers, to the tune of $550 million dollars a year. (Wherever would they get revenue from if not the Federal government?)

Once more, for the record: Planned Parenthood does not now, nor have they ever provided a single woman with a mammogram. There’s not one PP clinic in the country that can give a woman a mammogram. Yet once again, Barack Obama perpetuated that myth during the last debate because it serves the false narrative that women everywhere will die without PP. And of course, no one in the Obama-media bothered to tell the truth.

Planned Parenthood is not a network of health care clinics serving women out of the goodness of their hearts. It is the world’s largest abortion mill. They exist to perform abortions, period. If tomorrow they could no longer kill babies, then tomorrow they would close their doors. Does anyone seriously believe otherwise? There are no million dollar profits in adoption referrals, or Pap smears, or manual breast exams, or STD testing, or condom distribution. But there are billions of dollars to be made from terminating babies.

Every dollar they make is stained with innocent blood. Every dollar of ours that they take is also blood-stained. No matter what they claim they use it for, it helps them kill babies because that’s where this so-called non-profit’s profits come from.

Now Cecile is scared witless that Romney will defeat her better half, so she has put aside her other job in order to concentrate on her real job — protecting Planned Parenthood’s federal gravy train and perhaps her own cushy salary. Doesn’t anyone else find it slimy that the CEO of a industry that gets $550 million dollars of federal tax dollars every year is now openly campaigning for the Presidential candidate who has used every ounce of his own political capital to protect her organization from losing that federal funding?

For now til the election, Cecile will rant about the supposed misogynist policies of Romney/Ryan and how they want to take women backward 40 years and how they want to deny women basic healthcare, and blah, blah, blah. She will paint another layer on the portrait of the American woman that she and Obama and every other pro-abortion Democrat has been holding up as the only true picture of women today.

Quite frankly, Cecile, (to use a phrase you love) I’ve had quite enough, more than enough, of the vulgar caricature of the American woman being presented by you and Planned Parenthood and all your liberal feminist friends, Obama and his administration, and the manipulative, cowardly, dishonest institution we used to call the Press.

FOR THE RECORD: First, don’t any of you dare reduce me to my “lady parts.” You wanna talk about sexist remarks? That one takes the cake, and the irony is that “women” are the ones spouting it. So much for the value of our intellect, ladies. All that really matters is our vagina.

Speaking of vaginas, stop dressing up in vagina costumes already. It’s gross and childish and makes you look like a complete idiot. You’re only furthering the idea that women are nothing more than vaginas. Grow up.

For heaven’s sake, stop making political ads with naked women holding signs in front of their bodies. Again, you’re the ones portraying women as merely physical, sexual objects reduced to reproductive organs, and you’re blaming Republican MEN for this?

Above all, don’t you dare — and I mean don’t you DARE — tell me that my freedom, my success, my autonomy, my happiness, my life is found in executing my own children. Don’t you dare tell me that I can only be who I’m meant to be and have the life I want if I literally tear my babies into pieces. Terminating my children is not the mark of my liberation. Do not tell me that the womb must also be a child’s death chamber in order for me to be wholly free. Don’t you dare insist that women are only empowered when they can snuff out the lives of their own sons and daughters.

Abortion is NOT health care! No procedure that intentionally leaves a human being dead can be considered health care. Abortion is the biggest lie, the greatest scam ever foisted on women.

Hollywood celebrities like Eva Longoria, Meryl Streep, Scarlett Johansson, Kyra Sedwick, and so many others are busy demeaning women — like me — who aren’t towing the liberal, pro-abortion feminist line with the requisite enthusiasm (or any enthusiasm at all, thank you). We’re stupid not to vote for Obama. We’re hurting women by voting for Romney/Ryan. They publish crude tweets calling us disgusting, belittling names. Refusal to embrace abortion and contraception cannot be tolerated, so they resort to mean-girl tactics.

Stop telling the world that the normal biological functions of the female body require carcinogenic hormonal steroids in order to be managed effectively. Fertility is not a disease! Pregnancy is not an illness or a malfunction! I do not need nor do I desire your lousy, cancer-causing contraceptive drugs, and I refuse to pay for yours. You have no right to demand that I or anyone else subsidize your sexual habits. You want freedom? Fine — pay for your own contraception if you can’t live without it. Don’t you dare demand that I do, or that my Church bow to your petulant demands. You’re the ones screaming for the government to get out of your bedrooms — you can’t have it both ways.

And by the way, pay attention to the lunacy of your own hypocrisy: you demand environmental purity for the sake of protecting the planet, but you’re dogmatically insistent on polluting the female body with pills and devices that cause all sorts of health problems and even permanent physical damage. I guess the only environment you can still poison with impunity these days is a woman’s body.

Next, your shrill and whiny cry of a “war on women” here in America is just about the stupidest, most vain and arrogant display of “victimhood” I’ve ever seen. Apparently, none of you have paid any attention to what goes on in Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Pakistan, and even right here in America at the hands of Islamic men. You women are college-educated and degreed; you’re CEO’s; you’re lawyers and doctors and engineers; you’re professors and diplomats and Governors and Senators. You’re Heads of State and international political players. You can be and do anything you want. You’re FREE. And you’re seriously going to say you’re under assault because Americans don’t want to be forced to pay for your birth control and abortions??

You’re not targeted for assassination in the name of “honor”, are you? You’re not whipped for talking to a man, are you? You’re not denied education or voting rights or independence because you’re considered less valuable than the family dog, are you? You’re not kept illiterate or shot in the head for daring to say that you deserve to know how to read a book, are you?

Tell your tale of woe to Malala Yousufzai. I dare you. Then for pity’s sake, shut up and grow up. There is a real war on women happening in the world, but it ain’t here in America. You insult and mock the very real suffering of girls and women who truly are under assault by oppressive, inhumane regimes and fanatics.

And don’t you dare compare the Catholic Church to the Taliban. I challenge every one of you to find another entity on the planet that does more every single day to feed, clothe, shelter, give medical care and assistance, to educate, to rescue from harm, to serve the poor and underprivileged, and to fight for the human rights of women and children than the Catholic Church and all Her faithful. Your pathetic rants about the so-called oppression of the Church reveal your dishonesty and ulterior motives. The Church proclaims the dignity and humanity of ALL women, including girls in the womb. You cannot say as much.

Here’s a new portrait for you: I am an American woman well-informed on the issues and I vote. I believe in the sanctity of all human life and I recognize the humanity of the child in the womb. I utterly reject any so-called “right” to kill that child. I reject your harmful contraceptive drugs and devices and I refuse to consider my fertility a disease, nor will I demand anyone else pay for “birth control.”

I understand that freedom requires personal responsibility, not taxpayer subsidy. I’m smart enough to see through the lies and euphemisms and sophistry of the abortion industry and all its political operatives (like you, Cecile, and you, Obama). I know who the champions of women’s rights truly are, and you are not them. I know what freedom really means and what it really costs, and what you’re selling is slavery and death. No thanks. You do not speak for me.

P.S. Hey Whoopi, Joy, and Barbara: I’m waiting for my invitation to come on “The View” and present this view. Waiting…

 

 

Learning Humility with St. Therese: Not Every Flower can be a Rose

at Catholic Online

“This is the one I esteem: he who is humble and contrite in spirit, and trembles at my word.” Isaiah 66:2

I’m being reminded over and over again these days that I have a great deal to learn where humility is concerned. As painful as it is, the joyful irony is that only a God of infinite love and mercy would bother to teach this lesson.

Here’s what I suspect: much of what I think are the evidences of humility in my life are really something else entirely. There’s an ongoing skirmish between a desire for holiness (tainted with pride), discouragement over failings (tainted with pride) and goals of using my talents in the best way possible ~ for God’s glory of course. (Also tainted with pride.) Ugh.

The discouragement part is quite seductive actually, because it can give the appearance of sorrowful humility when it is often wounded pride. Humility does not mean I must dislike myself. To speak ill of myself, to mentally berate myself over my flaws and mistakes is not proof of humility. It is evidence of pride. It just means I’ve not lived up to my expectation of myself, or worse, my delusion of grandeur. If I fail to live up to my standard of perfection I fear that I will be less esteemed by others. So I scold myself, feel sorry for myself, and cover my pride by declaring what a weak sinner I am, wailing “dear Jesus, please forgive me!”

In this way, I can feel superior to those wretched souls that don’t even have the decency to say they’ve done wrong and ask for pardon. You see, I’m less sorry for the particular sin, less sorry that I have offended my Lord than I am for having revealed the humiliating truth that I am not nearly as grand as I’d like to think I am.

Hiding within this discouragement is the unspoken craving for distinction ~ I must conquer my failings and defects in order to achieve the reputation I seek. This is what tarnishes the desire for holiness and turns the focus on me rather than on Jesus. In my secret heart – in hidden thoughts I never utter out loud – I fear that what Almighty God has ordained for me and my life is too modest, too common, too bland for my taste, and I try to persuade Him for more glory for myself while claiming to seek only His.

I want what I want, and I beg Him to want it as well.

I must ask myself if I truly am willing to take the place God has ordained for me today without yearning for something “better” or more. As St. Therese put it, not every flower can be a rose. Some are wildflowers or daisies or violets. I realize how much of my heart wants to be a rose and nothing else, because I fear that otherwise, I will not be special to Him at all.

I fear He will not even see me as He walks past and will instead reach only for the stunning red rose, smile approvingly at it, and step on my tiny plain petals as He goes away. I fear being forgotten, dismissed and rejected.

Why is it not enough that He made me in His image, shed His blood for my salvation, and loves me just as I am? It’s not enough because I don’t actually believe Him; not entirely. There remains a troubled place in my heart where I don’t believe Him when He says, “Child, you are Mine,” for I think to myself, “Why? I’m not a rose. I’m just a wildflower. I can’t believe you even notice me at all.”

My longing to be loved is mixed with fear and ego until it becomes a strange form of arrogance. I don’t take God at His word; I call Him a liar. And I push Him away in anger, and then run after Him to plead with Him to see my virtues, begging Him to love me. This interior storm develops over and over again in my heart, and it will never be quieted without humility.

To be humble is to be emptied ~ emptied of myself. It isn’t wallowing in my wretchedness; it is bathing in His mercy. Pride dwells on all my offenses and festers like an infected sore. Humility wastes no time in carrying all offenses to Jesus with confidence to receive forgiveness and start again.

Humility is being content to be who, where and what God asks of me today, and nothing more. I make my whole self – body, mind and heart – an empty vessel to be filled by Him as He sees fit. Whether rose or wildflower, noticed or unseen, praised or ignored, it must make no difference. Nothing I could ever do or be can compare to who He is. The glory is all His. “All our righteous acts are like filthy rags…” Isaiah 64:6

I am small, ordinary, and quite sinful, yes. All that is true. But I am also His! He has said so and it is true. Everything He has is mine. It’s outrageous but it’s true! He loves me forever, and for me just to turn my eyes toward His face brings Him delight. “For the Lord takes delight in His people; he crowns the humble with salvation. Psalm 149:4

I am His child and He will not reject me. “How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! 1John 3:1

It’s actually a relief to know that I am not fooling God. He knows this fearful, perverted “humility” lives in my heart, preventing me from realizing the peace of true humility. He will take care of it if I let Him; even in this I have to let go, trust Him to keep His word and wait.

My progress toward holiness follows my cooperation, not my command. It will not be accomplished on my schedule; I cannot rush or cajole Him into action. Learning to wait is part of learning humility. I have no one to impress – I only have One to love.

St. Therese helps me understand, “the splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not take away the perfume of the little violet or the delightful simplicity of the daisy…if all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty, and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wild flowers. And so it is in the world of souls, Jesus’ garden. Perfection consists in doing His will, in being what He wills us to be.” (Story of a Soul)

A heart that is humble rests confidently in His mercy and love, and has no fear of being little or unnoticed, nor any need for adulation. He may be walking with the red rose in His hand, smelling its sweet fragrance, but He will also lie down on the grass that is covered in a bed of small wildflowers, and He will rest His head on their simple beauty, enjoying their soft comfort. I can think of nothing sweeter than to be that wild flower that’s pressed close to His heart as He lies down to rest. That is all my soul really longs for.

 

Caroline Kennedy’s False Witness: Who Will Speak for the Church?

at Catholic Online

There were a lot of bad speeches at the Democratic National Convention, but Caroline Kennedy’s speech was the low point in many ways.

Caroline Kennedy got up on a national stage and used her professed Catholic faith to justify and actually demand the preservation of grave evils that the Church explicitly condemns. She twisted Catholicism into a pretzel to suit her own apostasy. She presented lies for the truth, and tried to justify it with her Catholic faith.

I’ve been hoping to hear some strongly-worded corrections from our stellar priests, bishops, and cardinals since that night, but unless I’ve missed it, so far I’ve seen nothing. Are we wrong to expect a public condemnation of Caroline Kennedy’s words from our church leaders? And by the same token, are we remiss in voicing that public condemnation ourselves?

Ms. Kennedy, I know you grew up Catholic. I know you were raised in the Church. I won’t speculate on the exact nature of your faith, but I can say this for certain: What you professed that night at the DNC was NOT Catholic. You seem to indeed have a very specific creed, but it’s not the creed of the Catholic Church.

Your speech that night was scandalous. There’s no other word for it. It was disgraceful. On the one hand, it made me furious, and on the other hand, it made me feel very sorry for you.

I am furious with you and every other public “Catholic” in this country who makes a mockery of our faith by living in utter contradiction of what the Church teaches while claiming to love the Church, love your faith, and take your faith seriously. You obstinately persist in championing grave and intrinsic evil, while wearing your ashes on your forehead as an empty display of authenticity. You claim to love the Church you persecute and blaspheme at every turn. You claim membership of a Body you despise through your actions.

When you champion the “right” to kill the child in the womb, you despise the Body of Christ. When you champion the “right” to treat the child in the womb as a thing rather than a person, you despise the Christ Child. When you champion the demise of true marriage through its redefinition, you despise the Holy Family. When you champion the demise of the family by casting aside the primacy of mother and fathers in raising children, you despise the Child Jesus. When you champion the proliferation of contraception and require your own Church to violate Her unchangeable teachings about the sanctity and dignity of human life and marital love, you despise the blessed humanity of Christ.

You do not correctly represent the Church when you make such scandalous remarks as you did that night. You may wish to fashion a Catholic Church more to your liking, but you don’t have that authority or ability, thank the Lord.

I pity you that you have not yet encountered the true Faith in which you were brought up. I’m sorry you haven’t yet realized what a treasure you could have. It is rich and beautiful and merciful and miraculous, and you don’t know that. I hope someday you will. In the meantime, I cannot let your remarks or your version of Catholicism stand unchallenged.

You and Joe Biden and Nancy Pelosi and Kathleen Sebelius and John Kerry and on and on… you do not speak for the Church. You do not serve the Church. You don’t seek to build up the Church but to weaken Her and contradict Her and remake Her in your own image. You make your scandal public so I make my confrontation public as well. I’m tired of all you wolves in sheep’s clothing making yourselves at home in my Church while you work to scatter and devour.

If the Catholic Church is not to your liking, then leave and find a church that is. If the doctrine of the Catholic faith is not palatable to you then go find a doctrine that is. No one’s forcing you to believe or to stay against your will. Be honest for once. You know quite well that your personal doctrine is diametrically opposed to the truth of Church teaching. You know that what you call good the Church rightly calls evil. You know that what you celebrate as progress the Church rightly calls immoral and destructive.

Your facade is pitiful and insulting. I’m sick to death of hearing you embrace evil and call it a “right” that must not be lost. My blood boils when you advocate for evil while waving your little Catholic banner.

So while I’m sitting here waiting for a bishop or other Church leader to publicly renounce your remarks, I started wondering if perhaps they were all waiting for me. And thousands of other Catholic women just like me.

I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, nor am I ashamed of His Body on earth, the Church, and I will gladly profess and live the Truth and the Faith that you spit on with your betrayal. I will fight for the life of the child in the womb, for the sanctity of all human life, and for true marriage between husband and wife for life.

Perhaps our leaders are waiting for Catholic pewsitters to stiffen their spines a little and take a public stand for their faith. We cannot always wait for bishops to sound the charge. Each one of us has the horn in his hand as well. What are we waiting for?

We cannot take for granted that our Church leaders’ words will be enough. Their voice is strong and powerful and irreplaceable, yet it does not give us permission to be mute. Jesus felt pity for the people of His time, calling them “sheep without a shepherd.” Well, you know what? The last few years we have seen leader after leader, bishop after bishop, priest after priest boldly defend the Church and Her teachings as they should; they’ve used their gifts and their words to instruct the faithful and to teach and inspire. Perhaps what we now suffer from is shepherds without sheep.

What would happen if Catholic women across America rejected Caroline Kennedy’s version of “rights” and truths, and instead publicly witnessed to the true doctrine of their Church? What would happen if Catholic women embraced chastity and virtue instead of Planned Parenthood? What would happen if Catholic couples across America rejected the culture of death with all its abortion and contraception and instead gave public witness to the power of life-giving love?

It was not the votes of bishops and cardinals that ushered in the current administration with its ceaseless devotion to abortion and love-affair with Planned Parenthood; contraception; same-sex “marriage”; and assault on Religious freedom. It was the votes of the sheep! If polls are to be believed these days, it seems those sheep have learned nothing at all, and are poised to once again extend their support to the man and the party that glories in killing the child in the womb, along with redefining marriage and elevating homosexual sex to something righteous; and punishing the Catholic Church and the faithful for being Catholic.

Perhaps our leaders are hoarse from screaming at sheep who refuse to listen. Perhaps they’re tired of putting up with phony Catholics and impotent Catholics and cultural Catholics who really couldn’t care less what the Church teaches. Perhaps they’re heartbroken that so many Catholics can’t even be bothered to show up.

Perhaps, like me, they’re also angry that so many Catholics make a mockery of the faith by openly denying what the Church teaches and openly advocating for intrinsic evils. If they are, I admit I’d love to hear them express their outrage more often. I’d love to see public scandal answered publicly and corrected publicly every time.

Whether I get my wish is not the point. The point is, it has always been up to you and me to be salt and light in our culture. It is up to us to speak the truth and live the truth and confront evil in our midst with courage. It’s up to you and me to live an authentic faith. It’s up to you and me to answer Caroline Kennedy and the others and bring their false witness to shame with our own genuine witness.

Caroline Kennedy et al only have the nerve to do what they do because sadly there are a lot of sheep who applaud and march with them. They are lost sheep, all of them. They will not benefit from our timidity or lukewarmness. It’s time to light the fire and you and I are holding the match.

Pray continually for our Church leaders here in America. They need our support and the covering of our prayers. They also need us to take ownership of our faith and act like the militant Church we’re supposed to be. Just as we wait for inspiration from them, so they need some enthusiasm from us. It is a laborious task indeed to lead people who stick their finger in your eye.

 

Corrupted Women Take the Stage at DNC: Abortion is Not a Woman’s Prize

at Catholic Online

The Democratic National Convention will be featuring their favorite female “stars” this week. Cecile Richards, Nancy Keenan, Sandra Fluke, Kathleen Sebelius, Debbie Wasserman-Schultz, and yes, Michelle Obama. They will be used to highlight this administration’s “commitment to women’s rights and health.” They will stand front and center as advocates of the only man who really understands them or cares about their needs. They’ll be hailed by the media as the true American woman.

Well, I can’t tiptoe around the truth. I say with as much kindness as possible that they are corrupt. They are corrupt because they have united themselves with the ultimate corruption and made it their prized possession.

Abortion is nothing new or modern, but only in our modern age has it been elevated to the status of a “right” and sold as a necessary tool of liberation for women. Only we, of all of civilization’s women, have cemented into our law the expectation that women must be allowed to kill their own sons and daughters. We’ve befriended something insidious.

As Blessed Teresa of Calcutta warned us, “If a mother can kill her own baby, what is left but for me to kill you and you to kill me?” There is no further line to be crossed once we have severed what should be the inviolate bond between mother and child. Now there is violence in the sacred space that should be — needs to be — the most protected habitat in the universe.

Go back to the Garden of Eden for a moment. Forget the nonsense of Eve being the “weaker sex”, or more easily deceived. You think that’s why Satan picked her to go after first? I say baloney. Satan is no fool. He did not go after Eve first because he thought she’d be an easy target. She was the chief target, the greatest threat. He wanted to destroy the human person, and the most sure-fire way to achieve that, not just with those first two, but with every human being til the end of time, was to cripple the foundation. Eve was the foundation.

Satan went after the strongest link in the chain of all of humankind — Eve — the mother of all the living. God had given her something He did not give Adam. Only with Eve did He share His glorious ability to create new life. The strength of the human race lies with those who are the life-givers; therefore, the best way to sustain continuous destruction and evil amid the human race is to corrupt the life-givers. Eve’s downfall meant the poisonous seed was planted permanently in the soil from which every other human soul would come.

It was efficient, tidy, genius, and impossible to undo without Divine intervention. Once that was accomplished, Adam was easy. (The Redemption would come through another woman. As the human chain was weakened through Eve, it would be strengthened again through Mary and her humble obedience to God.  The early Church fathers call her the “Second Eve.”)

Now our century has seen women (and as a result the men have followed) turn an act of violence into their “birthright”, if you’ll pardon the irony. With all the inherent force that their life-giving nature endows, modern women have turned the womb into enemy territory, and as a result they’re literally laying waste to the human person.

Abortion corrupts a woman in a way it can never corrupt a man. Men are indeed irrevocably harmed by abortion and by the loss of their children. Men suffer deep and lasting wounds, but in different ways and at a different level than women. Abortion strikes clear to the core of a woman because a woman’s God-given nature is to create, sustain, nurture, and protect new life. Whether a woman ever gives birth is irrelevant. It is still a woman’s essential make-up to bring forth new life into the world. God designed us that way.

When the nature that gives life and creates new life with the help of God turns on herself, comes to despise herself enough to do violence to herself and her own child, the corruption is unleashed.

A Legacy of Death

We are seeing that complete corruption take center stage as the premiere example of what “womanhood” now means in America. The women being presented as models of success, intelligence, talent, and accomplishment are all women who glory in the mass slaughter of babies in the womb. They celebrate the blood of innocent children as proof of their liberation and progress. They demand the continued “freedom” to kill the child in the womb at will, without restriction, without question, and without any moral quandary. Oh, and subsidized by you and me.

They cheerfully embrace with both arms a legacy of death and a continuing promise of more death. They are as blind and corrupt and lost as a woman can be.

Tuesday night HHS Secretary Katheen Sebelius said one thing I have to agree with. She said this November, our choice is “between a nation whose politics play on our worst fears and a nation whose laws reflect the best of our values.”

I’m so sick of the cowardice and dishonesty of people like Sebelius and after tonight, the entire Democrat party. If you’re going to fight for something, then by God, say what it is you’re fighting for. Say it out loud and say it directly. Quit the code-speak. Get up on that stage and say, “The best of our values in America means ensuring that killing a baby in the womb is legal, without restriction, without exception, until the moment of delivery. And it means the taxpayers must pay for this child-killing whether they like it or not.”

Sebelius is right that it really is a choice about what we value in America, and what we defend. Right now, America is a nation that does not defend her most vulnerable citizens. Right now, America is a nation that prides itself on making womb executions “safe, legal, and”… whoops, I forgot — they don’t want them to be “rare” anymore.

Right now America is a nation that dehumanizes the child in the womb in order to destroy that child. Today America is a nation that spends billions of dollars killing tiny babies and celebrates it as enlightened morality. We are a nation where a baby who survives an abortion attempt can still be left to die and even actively killed. Those are Obama’s values. Those are the values of America today, based on our laws.

So get up on that convention stage and admit it. Stop talking about reproductive rights, and choices, and family planning, and women’s health, and stake your abortion claim in plain language. Get up there and admit that the only woman Obama considers legitimate is a woman who thinks it’s a good and necessary thing to kill the child in the womb. Get up there, all of you and admit that the only women in America who should matter at all are the ones who support unfettered abortion on demand at taxpayer expense. I dare you.

You Don’t Speak for Me

It is unspeakably infuriating as a woman to watch Obama and his party of death present the pro-abortion woman as the ideal American woman; as the only acceptable American woman; as the representation of all American women. I’ve got news for you. Your idea of womanhood is utterly repulsive and corrupt. Your idea of freedom and progress for women is utterly grotesque. You do not speak for me, and you certainly do not represent anything that I value.

The current values and laws of America are also repulsive to me. It is shameful that the nation that was birthed on the divine idea that all men are created equal and endowed by their Creator with the unalienable right to Life is now a nation that greedily devours its own young like the most perverse monster.

Only cowards and tyrants enact laws to permit a helpless child to be killed at will because an adult “chooses.” Only cowards and tyrants hide their violence behind euphemisms and sophistry, and pander to “women’s rights”, cloaked in the rhetoric of “health care.”

Men and women of honor protect their children, born and unborn. Men and women of honor give their lives for their children — they do not take their child’s life for their own. Men and women of honor make sacrifices for their children — they do not make sacrifices of their children.

This election is indeed about choices and about American values. How much longer will America remain a nation that values the “right” to kill the child in the womb? How much longer will America deny the humanity of that child?

We ask, rightly so, how the Holocaust could have happened during WWII. How is it possible that such mass murder could take place, such evil show itself and yet people did nothing to stop it?

How is it that over a million American babies are killed every year and yet not only do we not stop it, we campaign and legislate its protected status as a “right”??

The Official Party of Abortion

Nancy Keenan of NARAL said in her speech that she and her cohorts are proud that the Democratic party believes “women have the right to choose a safe, legal abortion with dignity…” The abortion industry believes there is dignity is tearing a child from the womb. They believe it is dignified to kill a child. That, folks, is the definition of corruption.

Sebelius ended her speech by saying that Obama “is a leader with uncommon compassion and courage…” Yes, this is the man who believes it is an unreasonable burden on a woman’s original decision to have a second physician come and see that the baby who survived the attempt on his/her life is actually cared for and not discarded like trash or finished off. How very compassionate is infanticide!

The new platform embraced by the Democratic party now endorses “safe and legal abortion, regardless of ability to pay.” The values of the Democratic party and Obama mean that baby-killing must be “safe”, legal and paid for using taxpayer dollars. Sick and tyrannical is the government that considers killing a defenseless baby something “safe” and insists on subsidizing the slaughter! This is the America and the “American values” that Obama and his gaggle of corrupt women want to perpetuate and then export around the world.

I asked once before, and I’ll ask again now: Women of virtue, where are you? There is not another second to lose. RISE. The foundation of our society must be rebuilt. Ladies, it starts with us. When the womb and the child within are sacred once again, only then will our nation be restored.